|Transcription of Poem|
There are gains for all our loſses 
There are gains for all our loſses,1
There are balms for all our pain;
But when youth, the dream, departs,
It takes something from our hearts,
And it never comes again.
We are stronger, and are better
Under manhood’s [sterner] reign;
Still we find that something sweet
Followed youth with flying feet,
And will never come again.
Something beautiful has vanished
And we sigh for it in rain;
We behold it everywhere,
On the earth and in the air,
But it never comes again.
Richard Henry Stoddard.
Born Maſs. .
 Long s, a writing convention in the 19th century, was used in place of “s” when there were two “s” consonants together.
 Poem actually titled “Flight of Youth” according to the Yale Book of American Verse, published in 1912. The actual transcript of the poem can be viewed at: http://www.bartleby.com/102/160.html
 It appears the author wrote 1825, but there also appears to be a “6” drawn over the “5” in another pen. Richard Henry Stoddard was actually born in 1825.
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